The supernatural president is both milky and wolfish. He conquers his wife in his previous life

Shu Fu watched, listened and followed quietly all the way. He didn't know why Cao Siye called himself Shen Bingjun, but judging from the situation, he really wanted to find those two people.

In the elevator, I couldn't help but ask, "Now, should I go back to that neighborhood?"

"What are you doing there?"

"I'll go guard the door, and I'll notify you when they come back!"

Cao Siye couldn't help but laugh: "You're guarding? Do you know what those two people look like?"

"I don't know, but the security guard knows! Anyway, I have a way."

Cao Siye glanced at Shu Fu, and it was hard to tell what expression was on his face. Just then, the elevator door opened, and he said, "Whatever you want!" and walked straight out of the elevator.

Shu Fu originally thought that Cao Siye would walk to the car, but she saw him walk around the car and walk onto the main road to hail a taxi.

So that's what leaving the car to her means.

Shu Fu got in the car and drove back to the same neighborhood.

Cao Siye took a random taxi and decided to try his luck at Haotian Hotel.

Unfortunately, his luck was not good, as he arrived just after the couple left.

Since God seemed to have deliberately prevented him from seeing it, he no longer forced it.

But when Cao Siye calmed down, scenes from the past with Taohong came to his mind, and all his emotions surged up at once.

It is such a sad thing to meet again and not recognize each other.

He found a nearby bar and drank bottle after bottle.

In the past, after drinking, he would feel excited and happy and forget his sorrows for a short time.

But for some reason, the more he drank today, the sadder he felt.

Yes, he has a lot of whys.

Why, I finally found you, but you want to marry someone else.

Why, we clearly agreed that we would be together for the rest of our lives and would never forget each other, but you still forgot me?

Why does God seem to be playing a trick on me? You are right next to me, but I don’t know what to do.

Thinking back to their wedding nights, they spent days and nights together, loving each other, and being intimate...

Sadness suddenly surged up in his heart. He picked up the bottle and drank it down in a few gulps like he was drinking water, trying to suppress the emotion.

As the scenes appeared before his eyes, he became even more grief-stricken. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and let himself cry like a child.

He cried and drank at the same time, and his tears and snot were mixed together, which looked quite funny.

In a place like a bar, people who drink to drown their sorrows do so either for love or for money.

Others have become accustomed to it. Some may look at it with sympathy, but most just laugh and watch the show.

He drank one sip after another. Given his alcohol tolerance, it was actually difficult for him to get drunk.

But at this moment he just wanted to get drunk, and when he felt dizzy, he fell headfirst onto the bar and fell asleep.

I don’t know if I fell asleep or not. I could still hear the music and noisy conversations from the bar.

But it seemed like a dream. In the dream, Taohong recognized him and rushed into his arms. He grinned happily.

But at an inopportune moment, a cell phone ringtone rang out along with the vibration: "You think I'm exaggerating, I'm exaggerating only because I'm scared,..."

Eason Chan's magnetic and penetrating voice was like a hand, pulling Cao Siye's ears, trying to wake him up.

Cao Siye refused to wake up from his sweet dream, but could not escape the pursuit of the voice. He had to close his eyes, grope around his body, and take out his cell phone.

Then he narrowed his eyes, pressed the answer button on the phone screen, and then put it to his ear.

Shu Fu's low voice came, sounding furtive and a little excited: "Fourth Master, they just came back!"

Now Cao Siye was completely awake. He looked at the time and found that he had slept until after ten o'clock in the evening.

"Okay! I'll be there soon."